A Reflecting Arab Muslim Girl From Around the Corner

Friday, October 11, 2013

that i was.

it is only by fate that i was born to the parents that i was
and in the place that i was
it is only by fate that I was born with the wealth I inherited
there are no accidents and everything happens for a reason
it is only by fate that it was who I was to be optimistic
and that I had altruistic passions to serve sweet milk
it is only by fate that that was who I was

but the reality, destruction and hate in the world
has through fate once again turned me into who I have now become
today my spirit dies more with the fall of sand as I recount their trials
and the many tribulations my once zealous self has faced
i clasped the world thinking it would meet my soft palms cushioned
and now my calloused hands burn from the heat of hate
my tampered soul is abused by selfish wants
just an atom unseen, watching as others live unaware, uncaring

it is only by fate that my once bright face has now darkened

 30th January, 2009

1 comment:

  1. Salaams. I noticed that you stopped blogging. I just found your site today - after searching on the internet for the zillionth time for explanations on what happened to me. I am truly sorry for what you went through, and I wish and pray for the best for you. My experience is not as tragic as yours - he was not a family member, and I was in my late 20s - but I continue to be haunted by what happened. Thank you for your reflections and blog posts - I feel less alone.